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HoneyI picked my nicest pair of jeans and a blouse with a scoop neck. I didn't own any provocative clothes and probably wouldn't have worn them anyway. Tonight was just a date to lock some things down about our relationship. I wasn't going to sleep with Brandt even if it was all I could think about. My libido had woken up. I never really had one until I met him and I knew that doing literally anything with him was going to be exciting.I was a little nervous as I waited for him to arrive. I had some school work I could do but I knew I wouldn't be able to concentrate. My mom was staying in tonight with Brody, who was in his room playing video games. Moe was coming by and I really hoped I was gone before he got here. Just thinking of his name brought to mind how I found him, them, in that club, naked with his cock in my mother's mouth. His very large, hard, glistening dick. It was messing with me.My mother and I had not really had much of a chance to talk about how I found them that n
Honey Brandt had a really nice sports car, sleek on the outside and leather on the inside. The new car smell made me take a deep breath and settle into the bucket seat. He had a manual transmission, which meant he must have ordered the car since it was a newer model and they are all automatic these days. I thought he would drive fast because of the type of car he drove, but he drove at the speed limit. He was very controlled and I wasn't sure I liked that. I wanted to see Brandt out of control. What could I do to shake it? Then I wondered, where that thought come from. I wasn't one to covet the bad boy, at least I wasn't until I met him. Now, I wanted Brandt for myself. I felt very possessive and I tried to examine why. We hadn't known each other long. What if he was a really bad guy? But no, I don't think my instincts would fail me that much. He may own and run a club that caters to certain kinks, but I can tell he's honorable. Which reminds me. I always felt that Moe was an honorab
Brandt When I walked to the kitchen with Honey to say goodbye to her mother, Moe was sitting on a stool. Her mother was cooking something that smelled quite delicious on the stove. I was taken aback when Moe immediately hopped off the stool and asked to speak with me privately. He was a big guy. Dressed like a biker, all leather and chains. A short dark beard covered his chin and his hair was kind of shaggy. I knew he must want to talk about the other night. What I knew about Moe was on a surface level only, one Dom to another. We had mutual respect but had never hung out. He was a good client and I treated him as such. I just hadn't remembered his name, if I ever knew it. We kind of did that male head bob thing when we saw each other. And I don't study other Dom's women. It was also out of respect, so I honestly hadn't known them when Honey asked the other night. Once outside, Moe looked down at his black leather boots before he began. "Honey, is she your woman now?" He asked. I had
Brandt Honey totally shocked me last night. From her reaction to Moe's concerns, then eye-fucking my kitchen, to her spot on negotiations for our future relationship. Did I have a preconceived notion that a 19-year-old girl would be immature? Perhaps. I know I didn't expect her to be so sophisticated, open and willing to explain her wants and needs. Honey is perfect. She is everything I have never known I wanted. I held her hand as I drove her home last night, then I walked her to her door. She kissed me, just a peck on the lips before she disappeared inside. She invited me over for dinner tonight, so I'm going to take a few hours off to visit her and her family. She said she would cook. I'm excited to see what she will make, and if it's any good. I am also curious about the dynamic between her and her mother. I haven't been this eager to be with a woman in a long time, if ever. When she asked me to take her to the doctor for birth control, I was floored. I think I covered it well
Honey I led Brandt inside to the kitchen. I was feeling a little shy all of a sudden. He sat on the same stool as Moe had the other day while I finished setting the table in the attached dining room. I put plates on the counter in front of Brandt and started plating our food. "Where is everyone?" He asked. The house was quiet and I only had two plates out. "Moe took Mom and Brody out today. I told them I would have dinner ready when they got back since they got a late start. I'm sure they will be along soon. I want us to eat while it's hot and fresh." I smiled at him as I walked to the table with our plates. I wished that we were alone at his place. "I don't mind waiting for them." He told me. As I walked past him again, he took my hand and tugged me towards him until I almost fell into his lap. I felt his arms go around me and his hands settled on my butt-cheeks. "Honey, were you planning to wear this outfit in front of Moe?" I could sense his displeasure now and realized he had
Brandt As we walked into the living room, Moe muted the TV. Roberta must have spoken with him about the conversation we were about to have. It makes sense that she would have him here and speak to him first. Even if they had a D/s contract, she still has a life outside of that, that she has to live. Usually, personal life is not addressed in such matters unless it directly affects what happens behind closed doors, as they say. In this case, it doesn't, but she allows Moe into her home and life on a regular basis, as if she perceives him as a boyfriend. That is not unsual either and, in most cases, perfectly normal. For many, the intimate act of having sex or sexual relations begets relationships. For others, they are able to keep personal feelings out of the equation altogether. I found myself to be such a person, until I met Honey less than a week ago. I thrived on the control of a submissive, with no serious emotions. Now I can't wait to include my feelings in a relationship. We ge
Brandt I arrived at Honey's right on time. I was so eager to see her that I forgot to stop to get her a gift. She was killing me in another pair of short shorts that hugged her tight ass. I know she did it for me. Her T-shirt hung loose around her but went into a deep V, showing me the tops of her ripe breasts. She was ready for me. She was inviting me, practically begging me to touch her just with her actions alone. I wasn't going to disappoint her. First, I needed to ask about Brody. I haven't gotten to spend much time with him, but I know he is important to Honey. "How's Brody's arm? What did the doctor say yesterday?" I bombarded her with questions so she wouldn't think too much about what would be happening later. I heaved a sigh of relief to be back in her presence. "I can't remember if I told you that the doctor was waiting for the swelling to go down. Yesterday, he did another x-ray. He has decided not to do surgery as Brody is healing very fast, probably because of his youn
Honey"Thank you, Master." I said to Brandt almost breathlessly. Oh my god. I just thanked him for pleasuring me. "Yes, yes, such a good girl, thanking me for your orgasm." He had watched me the whole time, just like he said he would. "I want to try one of your soft limits now, Honey." Brandt said softly. I eyed him in confusion, but he continued. "You spread your legs for me, so fucking good, you little fucking slut." He pulled several fingers through my wetness and shoved them into my mouth. "Taste yourself. Lick my fingers," I stuck out my tongue hesitantly. "Now suck them." He commanded me, but he wasn't done. "I can't wait to have your aching pussy riding my cock, while I turn you into my cum dumpster." He watched my face carefully. Why was that so fucking hot? Why did I enjoy being degraded? We had talked about it but I wasn't sure I would like it. We both knew I wasn't any of those things but I liked it. I wanted more, as always with him. I writhed and whimpered, and watche
AnalieseKylie and I were having a great day. The sun was shining and the breeze off the ocean felt heavenly. It was our first day of hanging out since the incident. We went into so many shops, sometimes just browsing, other times we bought something. Then we stopped for lunch a little before noon. We came out with drinks and sandwiches prepared to sit at one of the little tables on the sidewalk in front of the shop.Kylie wanted to know what was going on with me and Oscar. I was wondering how much to tell her. I mean I wasn't ashamed, it was just new to talk about. How do I describe the se8x we have been having? And the kinks? Because Oscar had multiple. I knew she was a Brat and that Brody had a brat kink. How could he not, being attracted to Kylie all these years? But I didn't know all the details of their relationship and I didn't need to know. It was nice having a friend that was into the same things. It felt freeing in a way, even though I don't think I would tell her...everythi
OscarIt has been three weeks since Ana and Kylie were kidnapped. There had been no word about Edgar and everyone was breathing a sigh of relief. I had my doubts that he was gone for good, but what could I do? I was dropping Ana off to visit Kylie today. They were going to go downtown and frequent some of the shops there. Probably get lunch. Have a fun girls' day.I was going to head to the gym and try to settle my nerves. I need to get my mind off my girl and the danger she could still be in. I felt like my hands were tied and I didn't like it. How was I supposed to protect her from the unknown? My dominant nature was barely harnessed. I wanted to keep her locked up and safe with me at all times. Instead, I left her at Kylie's. Kissing her roughly, I said goodbye and whispered my love for her. I kept my worries to myself.Ana and I spent every moment we could together. I didn't get a full eight hours of sleep most days, but it was worth it. We sneaked off to my apartment on the days
AnalieseOscar brought me back home before he went to work. He grabbed a black shirt that he needed and went to go change in the bathroom across from my room. I would have liked to have followed him down the hall, but Mom was in the kitchen figuring out what she was going to make for dinner. Open the freezer, check the fridge, check the cabinets. She started pulling things out"Is Oscar going to eat dinner with us?" she asked as she got pots and pans out of the cabinets."If it can be done in about forty-five minutes. If not, he'll grab something at his parents' restaurant," I assumed."I think I can have it ready in about twenty minutes. Your dad is working late for a change. There is a big county commissioner's meeting that he has to attend."I perched on one of the stools to watch her work. If she needs my help, she'll let me know."What's the deal with the meeting?" My dad had to sit in on all large construction projects in the city and the surrounding county."Some big developer
OscarI wanted to flush out this jealousy that I feel. I want to pretend that I never turned her away. I like the fantasy that we have been together the last two years and she never fuc8ked anyone else. I was an idiot and I let it happen, but I've claimed her now. She's fuck8ing mine. I want to make-believe, for a little while, that I kept her in my bed that night. That we woke the next morning to make love and that the last two years never occurred.I took a leap and explained to her what I wanted to do. Ana looked at me curiously. She probably thought I was out of my mind, but I had thought about it so many times. The plan that night was that she was going to spend the night with Kylie. Originally at least, but it was near midnight when she asked me to take her to her home. I don't know how she explained it to her parents that she went home instead. That wasn't important to my fantasy. I wanted to imagine that she stayed with me and her parents thought she was with Kylie all along.
AnalieseI basked in the afterglow of our lovemaking. We were both still naked. Oscar was holding me closely, my back to his front. He stroked me lovingly, soothing what was once my tortured soul. So many milestones have happened in such a short time. We had finally declared our love for one another after the most spectacular se8x of my life. Why had we both been so stubborn? I regret not calling him after our one night together. I mean I did call him once, but he didn't answer or call me back. I could have kept trying, but it's hard when you know that someone is going out of their way to avoid you. It was humiliating, not to mention heartbreaking. Plus, I'm not one to beg, he had made his point quite clearly. Wait, wait, wait. Stop thinking! If I went down that road in my head, I'd get mad and have to forgive him all over again. I shook my head. Oscar didn't miss a thing."What are you thinking about, mi amor?" he asked quietly."I was thinking about the time we've wasted, but I don'
OscarI handled that badly, but Ana caught up quickly. She had already been looking at B D S M checklists? I had been hard before she said that. Just being around her kept my di8ck at a semi most of the time, but hearing her say those words brought my member to full attention. And the way she kept grinding on me, fu8ck, she was keeping me that way. She was a horny girl, and I was going to blow if I didn't get her off me right now."Stand up and take your shorts off," I growled.I wanted to see the rest of her little outfit. I wasn't sure how long I was going to hold off fu8cking her. I had the intention of just giving her more orgasms today, but fu8ck that. I had to be inside her. I couldn't wait any longer.Ana stood with my help. I had my hands on her hips and I wanted them to travel her entire body. I wanted to claim every inch of skin as my possession. I dropped one hand to my crotch and adjusted myself. Her eyes followed my action and I smirked at her and raised one eyebrow. Her
AnalieseOscar and I are headed to his apartment. He took me to the diner for breakfast where he told me he had talked to my dad about us yesterday at the very same booth. I wasn't shocked. Oscar wants to move forward and settling things with Dad is important. My dad has a long memory. Even though I never told him about my feelings for Oscar back in the day, I'm sure Mom did. They have a good communication system. I hope Oscar and I are the same as our relationship grows. Anyway, Oscar is doing what I asked and showing me by his actions that he's ready to move forward. Having me meet his parents and talking to my dad are huge steps. It makes me a little giddy.Another thing that contributes to my overall well-being, is that Oscar keeps touching me. Right now, he's just holding my hand, but at the diner he did too. The touches may seem innocent, but I know it's his way of staking his claim. Putting a hand on the small of my back or kissing me on the cheek. It's everything I'd never kno
OscarI saw Stern as I exited the parking lot. I thought about calling him and asking him what the fu8ck? But I decided against it. He was the only one that had raised the issue that we didn't know where Edgar was. I agreed with him actually, but I didn't say anything. Benson had given the all clear, and I wasn't in a position to argue. I was her boyfriend, but it wasn't my purview. Everyone was tense, and I literally saw the tension run out of Ana when her dad told her that Benson thought the threat was over.Unfortunately, I know what Gwen, Kylie's mom, had told her and Brody. Edgar never gave up. He always got revenge. No one thought that would apply to this situation. Mainly because the evidence had piled against Edgar. One thing we did know was that he had kept in touch with his lawyer. The consensus was that he had left the country to avoid prosecution. That didn't sit well with me. I probably would have stayed in the parking lot of the college myself if I didn't have a meeting
AnalieseI'm never alone. My dad and Oscar have scheduled the sh8it out of me. I started going back at school this week and I got my job back. I can't put my life on hold for a maybe or a 'what if'' scenario. There had been no sign of Edgar. Everyone seems to think that he's left town and probably the country. My boss at my job had not been able to replace me, so when I called in yesterday, to the dismay of my family and Oscar, he hired me back right on the spot. I start tonight. Now I'm in class and I have another class in a few minutes, then Oscar will pick me up.I can drive. I have a car. I'm not five years old. But everyone is treating me like Edgar's going to arrive off the street and grab me. Yeah, right. The sex-trafficking ring was disbanded. Why would Edgar go out of his way to grab me? It's unrealistic, but no one seems to realize that but me. Anyway, Oscar plans to drop me off at work and then my Dad will pick me up.One thing that is bothering me is that I won't get to sp